Divided
I feel the need to qualify with the most important legacy in my dreams and conquer the steps of becoming who I am in a district side of identity and support to endure in the politely sense of division to the start of the instructions in the start of a new agenda covering the side of departure and to listen to the nights howling wind with the attempt to divide my life in two.
I intend to find the truth and to bring a formula of dictating in the structure of how to live the story from one point to the next.
I am stable in the district of insanity and to dedicate the problems to a National protection of heroism as I lead the country to the safe state if alliance and with the remarks of the dark to see my shadow that hides within myself.
I allow myself to give attention to those in need with the coverage in all that produces a consequence of liberty and justice for all to open the days light.
I move one step and enter into a cave of hostages in the arena of division.
The most important thing is to open a window and step out gently from the broken glass.
I endure in the classification that all shall be free from the case of disaster and to depend upon the power of force to move them out one at time and to
safe grounds.
I am enlightened by t he structure of dynamite in the security of demission throughout the potential side of a ball of crystal evolution in the time of the sun rise.
I end with the day of progress and potential movements
Copyright © Brenda Hamodey | Year Posted 2016
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